Huang Kebin and other Huang family disciples all looked angry.
"Wang Rui, you bastard!" Huang Kebin yelled angrily: "You two are beating one of us, what kind of skills do you have! A hundred years ago, I made a marriage agreement with Zhang Wei, and Zhang Wei is my fiancée. You want me to give up, no way! Tell me! You, even if I die, I won’t agree!”
Na Wangurui smiled coldly: "A marriage agreement? It's just a blank piece of paper. The Zhang family will come to your Huang family to cancel the engagement tomorrow. Do you think the Zhang family will really be stupid enough to abide by that marriage? Your Huang family will After being exterminated, do you think the Zhang family would really be stupid enough to hold your Huang family to death together?"
"Since you won't agree even if you die, then I will break off your middle leg now. I'll see if you will still be obsessed with Zhang Wei without the middle leg!"
After Wangu Rui finished speaking, he walked over to Huang Kebin with a ferocious look on his face.
The expressions of other Huang family disciples changed greatly.
"Wang Rui, how dare you!"
"Huang Kebin is the grandson of the head of our Huang family. Our Huang family and your family are at odds with each other forever!"
After hearing this, Wangu Rui smiled carelessly: "Do you think our Wangu family will still care about the attitude of your Huang family?"
With everyone around watching, Wang Rui came to Huang Kebin.
Mu Junle shook his head: "If back then, who would have dared to do this to a direct disciple of the Huang family, now the Huang family is going to be doomed."
Wangu Rui laughed heartily, raised his right leg, and stepped hard on Huang Kebin's middle. Some family disciples around him couldn't bear to look any further and looked away.
Just when everyone thought the sound of breaking eggs was heard, suddenly, there was a scream.
But the disciples of the families who just turned away were startled. This scream didn't seem to be Huang Kebin's
Everyone turned around and saw the scene in front of them, and they were all stunned.
Wangu Rui fell to the side, and his entire right leg was bloody and completely wasted.
In front of Huang Kebin, stood a young man in black! It was Huang Xiaolong who took action.
Everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise.
Even Mu Junle looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock. Just now, he couldn't understand how Huang Xiaolong took action. Also, Huang Xiaolong dared to interfere in the affairs of the Eternal Clan? Didn't he explain clearly enough along the way
He shook his head. Wangu Rui was a direct disciple of the Wangu clan. Now that Huang Xiaolong had broken Wangu Rui’s right leg, there was nothing he could do to save Huang Xiaolong even if he wanted to.
Huang Kebin and other six Huang family disciples also looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise and surprise.
All the disciples of the Eternal Clan looked at Huang Xiaolong in surprise.
"Kill him and tear this piece of shit apart!" Wang Rui hugged his right leg, pointed at Huang Xiaolong, and suddenly roared.
Just when the disciples of the Wangu clan were about to step forward and tear Huang Xiaolong apart, Wangu Rui suddenly shouted again: "Wait a minute, don't kill him all at once, cripple him first, then slowly peel off his skin and lower his body." That thing will cut off his flesh piece by piece!"
"I'm going to kill him slowly!"
"After cutting off his thing, hang it on the city wall and let it stink in the sun and rain!"
"When we find out which family he is from, his entire family will die!"
Wangu Rui's eyes were full of hatred. As a direct disciple of the Wangu clan and the invincible nephew of Wangu, he actually dared to meddle in his business today! How dare you break his right leg!
The disciples of the Eternal Clan respectfully agreed, and their bodies flashed, surrounding Huang Xiaolong.
"Boy, you will soon know what despair is." A disciple of the Eternal Clan sneered and punched Huang Xiaolong suddenly.
"Eternal killer punch!"
The power of the fist surged, the murderous intent was violent, and the surrounding space exploded.
This disciple of the Eternal Clan is not weak in strength and is at the peak of the late tenth level of the Divine Realm.
Huang Xiaolong didn't even look at it. He raised his hand and slapped him away. He saw that the disciple of the Eternal Clan was thrown into the air by Huang Xiaolong, and then fell to a very far distance. When he fell, When they reached the ground, everyone saw that the Eternal Clan disciple’s head had been flattened by Huang Xiaolong’s palm!
Moreover, the whole head was whipped around a few times, and then stopped behind the back, facing the buttocks.
That face was even more beaten to the point of losing its human appearance.
The disciple of the Eternal Clan opened his mouth, then tilted his head, fell there, stopped moving, and died!
Everyone looked dull.
Wang Rui, Huang Kebin, Mu Junle and others were stunned.
You know, this disciple of the Eternal Clan may not be as noble as Wangu Rui, but he is also a direct disciple of the Eternal Clan! Now he was slapped to death by Huang Xiaolong!
The other disciples of the Wangu clan were also frightened.
"You, you killed him?!" After a dozen breaths, Wang Rui regained his composure and looked at Huang Xiaolong in confusion.
Huang Xiaolong’s face was calm: “If you weren’t blind, I would have killed him.”
Wang Rui looked shocked and angry, pointing at Huang Xiaolong: "You, you, you are dead, and everyone in your family will die!"
Huang Xiaolong shook his head and looked at Wangu Rui with a mocking look on his face: "I don't know if I will die, but you will definitely die."
Huang Xiaolong seemed to be talking about something insignificant.
But when the strong men from the surrounding families heard this, they had weird looks on their faces.
Wangu Rui laughed even more, leaning forward and backward with laughter, as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.
"Boy, what did you just say? Do you mean you are going to kill me later?" Wangu Rui laughed, arrogantly: "You dare to kill me later? Are you sure you dare to kill me?"
However, as soon as his voice fell, Huang Xiaolong slapped Wangu Rui away in an instant. Wangu Rui flew backwards and crashed into the wall of the building in the distance, where he was embedded like a human-shaped pancake.
Blood continued to flow down the wall.
Huang Xiaolong’s expression was indifferent: “Noisy!”
Everyone stayed there, staring at the wall.
Wangu Rui, dead!
This young black man, really kill him!
If Wang Rui knew that Huang Xiaolong slaughtered the Evil God Emperor Feng Chan like a dog, I'm afraid he wouldn't have said that.
Huang Xiaolong turned around and looked at the dozen other disciples of the Eternal Clan who were surrounding him.
The dozen or so other disciples of the Eternal Clan felt their legs were weak and had no strength to straighten them up.
"You, you!" These disciples of the Eternal Clan opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to say.
Huang Xiaolong was too lazy to say anything more, so he directly raised his hand and flicked it. Like flicking flies, the dozen disciples of the Eternal Clan were flung out one by one, exploding in mid-air, raining blood flying and staining the surrounding streets red.
The disciples of the surrounding families screamed and fled.
Mu Junle stood there motionless as if he was stupid.
"Your name is Mu Junle, right?" Huang Xiaolong smiled lightly: "Thank you for talking to me on the way just now."
Mu Junle tried to force out a smile, but couldn't. (To be continued.)